Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Have you wondered how life can be unfair?Not just a daily affairBut something that sticks with youThe moment you were born?

Like our race and culturesSomething we cant controlWe're born as ChineseOr Malays or IndiansFor some forced into religionsThat are not of their own decisions

Or how some babies are born immigrantsIllegal ones at thatThey're born in another countryBecause migration was important for familyStruggling to surviveEarning just enoughHand to mouthLiving day to day

Beggars who don't have the chanceTo even take a bathI didn't bath til nowFeeling all sweat and dirtyCant imagine life without itYet there are so many out thereWho never get a good bathA basic necessity

Or how some really smart or talented peopleWho cant afford good educationGet surpass for lack of moneyNot given a chance to prove their abilitiesWhile rich, party-going, less smart teensWith parents who have fat bank accountsGet to go half-way round the worldTo get the education they don't deserve

Life seems really unfairFor all I really careIt sometimes seems that God's not watchingNever really giving a care

Like those beggars on the streets of ChinaOr those orphans in AfricaThe woman crying from a broken heartAnd the child getting bullied by friendsDoes God even see them?

Life just doesn't seem fairBut through Matthew 6I realized that He really does cares

He cares for every single soul I seeFrom the poor to the richThe unlovable to the untouchableHe cares more about them than I'll ever knowAlthough it's hard to conceiveThat is what I will believe

That though life really seems unfairOur Father in HeavenHe truly cares.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Tomorrow is a new dayAnd oh how I cant waitTo see the kidsAnd how they aged

My thoughts and curiosityWould be cured by tomorrowHow tall have they grown?Do they look older now?More mature in behavior?Or still the same?

But Wait!I don't want them to grow so fastCos that means that I'll also growAnd get olderSomething I don't desire

They were cute in they're own waysNaughty on some playful daysSome always in a dazeOthers good at making funny face

I miss them all oh so badlyKept thinking bout them through my holidayBut now holidays are overAnd we're gonna start all over!

Never thought I'll be so happyBack to the routine embedded in meI know we always say routine is boringBut its the element of the core!The core of our schedule where everything is decided

If we let our lives all go wildAnd loosen ourselves on responsibilitiesThan man won't really have a purpose to live forOr to even live for a purpose

As for me I know my purpose right her right nowIts to be someone to the kidsTo portray God's love and laugh with themPlay and sing nursery rhymesGive them the childhood they deserveAnd let them know God is who we should loveThose innocent mindsGod broke the mold when He created themThat's why I'm excitedAnd just can wait to see them!

When I fall so hardHarder than what I desireDeep down to my deepest lowWhere hurt and anxiety growAnd no one else knowWould You catch me?

When I tumble in a rumbleGetting dirty on the way downWith guilt as dirt upon meWhere darkness is all I seeAnd everything seems meanWould You catch me?

When I trip by the cliffNot expecting itGetting all caught up by accidentThinking back on my carelessnessTrying to find the trigger of how I fellWould You catch me?

When I crumble and break downNot knowing how things turn outAnd everything seems out of controlFaster than a rolling stoneIn a dilemma and ready to faintWould You catch me?

When I fall down deepAnd all I do is weepBringing back memoriesOf being gullible, silly and naiveWhen I'm caught more dumb than innocentWould You catch me?

When I fall into my past regretsOf the choices and decisions wrongly doneDo I deserve a second chanceEven If I fall again and againInto decisions unforeseenWould You catch me?

When I fall into things of this worldRather than depend on the One more WorthyLeaving prayer & the bible for lastMaking my fun on Facebook a blastFalling so pitifully into the trap of satanWould You catch me?

When I fall into the numerous pressuresThat this world has to offerFrom peers to work and everything in betweenIt all looks appealing but makes me fall in moralityCos they're packaged by deceivingWould You catch me?

But this one's differentMy personal exceptionFor the moment I fall in Your loveThe feeling afreshAll I wanna do is stay that way foreverSo please don't catch me......